Timbo
Hey, Ne-Yo
Say what? Lo-So
Hey, hey

[Chorus:]
I'm a movement by myself
But I'm a force when we're together
Mami, I'm good all by myself
But, baby, you, you make me better
(You make me better)
You make me better
(You make me better)
You make me better
(You make me better)
You make me better
(You make me better)
You make me better

[Fabolous]
You plus me - it equal better math
Ya boy a good look, but she my better half
I'm already bossin', already flossin'
But why I have the cake if it ain't got the sweet frostin'? (Yep, yep, yep, yep)
You're keepin' me on my A-game (what, what, what, what)
Without havin' the same name (that, that, that, that, that)
They may flame (but, but, but, but)
But, shawty, we burn it up
The sag in my swag, pep in my step
Daddy do the Gucci, mami in Giuseppe's
Guess it's a G thing, whenever we swing
I'm a need Coretta Scott if I'm gonna be king

[Chorus]

[Ne-Yo]
First thing's first, I does what I do
But everything I am, she's my improve
I'm already boss, I'm already fly
But if I'm a star, she is the sky (ah, ah, ah)
And when I feel like I'm on top (she, she, she)
She give me reason to not stop (eh, eh, eh, eh, eh)
And though I'm hot (to, to, to)
Together, we burn it up

[Fabolous]
The caked-up cut, the cleaned-up ice
When shawty come around, I clean up nice
Dynamic duo - Batman and Robin
Whoever don't like it, it's that man problem (eh, eh, eh)
And when I feel like I'm tired (ma, ma, ma)
Mami be takin' me higher (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
I'm on fire (but, but, but)
But, shawty, we burn it up

[Chorus]

Inside every great man you can find a woman, like a soldier, holdin' him down

[Fabolous]
And she treats me like a Don, watches for the hit
Checks where I go, even watches who I'm with
The right when I'm wrong, so I never slip
Show me how to move, that's why I never trip
And, baby girl, you so major they should front-page ya (front-page ya)
God bless the parents who made ya (who made ya)
Middle-finger anybody who hate the
Way that we burn it up

[Chorus]

[Fabolous]
Yeah, baby, them lames you playin' with
They gon' put you down
We tryin' to compliment you, you know?
Make it better
Top-notch Tim
Nice-look Ne-Yo
Livin' good Lo-So
They ask you how you doin', now
Tell 'em better than them

[Chorus]

Writer : JACKSON, JOHN DAVID/SMITH, SHAFFER/MOSLEY, TIMOTHY Z
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.